Nature impresses me with its tremendous power and solemnness, partly
because we live in peace.
Mathew Arnold (1822-88), however, write like this-showing the age he
lived in. (February 23, 2003)

An excerpt from Dover Beach by Mathew Arnold.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another ! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams.
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.